Strands Of Significance

Wandering into the
shell of your shadow
I cut the grey in two
casting out your light
and dark,

I reflect all
my insecurities
upon thee
projectile projection
blank spectrum
of speculation,

not too bring you down
or build you up
only to capture your blink
to itch the scratch
of nonconformity,

Now rise through anger
curl back into regress
push then pull all of this
is progress,

always a test
without the text
your light only flickered
you hid your mantra
within a inconito cenobite
brandishing a celibate hermit,

only content with
what you allow
yourself to learn
never seeing the
folded cynosure
that lies within,

you are a as are all of us
a macrocosm within self,

a majestic peak
of untapped vigor
a lost shimmer
split ended thread
interwoven in a quilted branch
that flows from the Sun chamber
of a prime conductor,

we all need every fiber
to synchronize in unity
for we expand just as
the universe we reside in.


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